A model walks the runway at the Alexander Wang Fall 2011 show during Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week.Thomas Concordia/WireImage

The buzz at Alexander Wang was already skyrocketing, what with his first freestanding store at 103 Grand St. set to open this coming week. Throw in some Alicia Keys (who sat front row between Vogue’s Anna Wintour and Grace Coddington), Erin Wasson (Wang’s muse and bestie), Emmanuelle Alt (who flat-out refused to discuss her recent appointment as French Vogue’s editor in chief), and there you have Wang’s full-wattage front row.

Oh, and did we mention Kanye West? He who speaketh-too-much kept his mouth shut and his back to photogs and reporters pre-show. Once it become clear that the silent stand-off wasn’t letting up, he ducked behind bleacher seats until seconds before the show started.

And what a show: The Prodigy’s “Smack My Bitch Up” pumped loudly through the space as a light show illuminated white tiles on the giant, square-shaped runway. Models showcased a smattering of options, all of which will have the Wang-ettes clamoring to pre-order come fall.

The young designer kept close to his slinky-sexy model-off-duty aesthetic and offered up a mishmash of ready-to-wear and accessories that were hard to not drool over: mini-skirts spliced with up-to-there zippers, oversized single-closure blazers with cape-like backs, chunky sweater dresses with quilted sleeves, shredded asymmetrical tanks and maxi skirts, mirrored midnight blue-heeled loafers and a series of fur-trimmed coats that struck the perfect balance between luxe and hip.

Because that’s what his girl covets most about this brand: a contemporary price point that guarantees cred and style. And who doesn’t want that?